TRANSIT

[Shinigami]

J'aime bien celui si, elle me fait reflechir sur mon etat/humeur/avenir actuel:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ez1ei8iJsI4

(every 40 seconds... one suicide... every 40 seconds, one death)

Suicide Commando - Cause of Death: Suicide (Grendel Remix)

One death
One try
Are you sure that you really wanna to die?
One life
One cry
Go away you're nothing but a lie

One shot
And you'll die
Is there a center of the eye?
One gun
one try
my god do you really wanna die?

Do you...
Do you...
Do you...
Do you...
Do you...
Do you...
Do you really wanna die?

Do you...
Do you...
Do you...
Do you...
Do you...
Do you...
Do you really wanna die?

One death
One try
Are you sure that you really wanna die?
One says
One try
One the edge, do you really wanna try?

One death
One cry
God knows when another wants to slide
One rope
One try
My god do you really wanna die?

etc...

[stumpfuckers]

2 chansons de Leonard Cohen

Avalanche

Well I stepped into an avalanche,
it covered up my soul;
when I am not this hunchback that you see,
I sleep beneath the golden hill.
You who wish to conquer pain,
you must learn, learn to serve me well.

You strike my side by accident
as you go down for your gold.
The cripple here that you clothe and feed
is neither starved nor cold;
he does not ask for your company,
not at the centre, the centre of the world.

When I am on a pedestal,
you did not raise me there.
Your laws do not compel me
to kneel grotesque and bare.
I myself am the pedestal
for this ugly hump at which you stare.

You who wish to conquer pain,
you must learn what makes me kind;
the crumbs of love that you offer me,
they're the crumbs I've left behind.
Your pain is no credential here,
it's just the shadow, shadow of my wound.

I have begun to long for you,
I who have no greed;
I have begun to ask for you,
I who have no need.
You say you've gone away from me,
but I can feel you when you breathe.

Do not dress in those rags for me,
I know you are not poor;
you don't love me quite so fiercely now
when you know that you are not sure,
it is your turn, beloved,
it is your flesh that I wear.


The Partisan

When they poured across the border
I was cautioned to surrender,
this I could not do;
I took my gun and vanished.

I have changed my name so often,
I've lost my wife and children
but I have many friends,
and some of them are with me.

An old woman gave us shelter,
kept us hidden in the garret,
then the soldiers came;
she died without a whisper.

There were three of us this morning
I'm the only one this evening
but I must go on;
the frontiers are my prison.

Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing,
through the graves the wind is blowing,
freedom soon will come;
then we'll come from the shadows.

Les Allemands étaient chez moi,
ils m'ont dit "Résigne toi",
mais je n'ai pas pu;
j'ai repris mon arme.

J'ai changé cent fois de nom,
j'ai perdu femme et enfants
mais j'ai tant d'amis;
j'ai la France entière.

Un vieil homme dans un grenier
pour la nuit nous a caché,
les Allemands l'ont pris;
il est mort sans surprise.

Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing,
through the graves the wind is blowing,
freedom soon will come;
then we'll come from the shadows.
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[demotic]

CAMERA SILENS
Réalité
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FFiscn1wwoQ&feature=related

T'es là à te branler
et le temps passes en vain
A t'imbiber de noirs desseins
T'es là à poireauter
dans ces journées sans fin
A digérer là ton destin

Car aujourd'hui comme demain
Toujours le même refrain
La réalité, même couplet et même refrain

...Tu connais le moyen
De sortir de l'impasse
C'est le vaccin, contre l'angoisse
Elle est là qui t'attends
Pour un peu de sursis
Donnes lui ta veine et c'est fini

Tu attends qu'elle revienne
Et c'est encore l'impasse
Donnes lui ta veine et c'est l'angoisse
Encore la même histoire
Dans une journée sans fin
C'est le brouillard c'est l'incertain


CAMERA SILENS
Squatt
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hbq-AX7KZqk

Son regard était vide
Ses pensées si morbide
Tuer, crever... mourrir après
Qu'il gueulait pour survivre
Enchainé à l'ennui
Il était seul... il s'en foutait

Et il squattait, et il squattait
L'odeur, l'ennui des murs si gris
Et il savait, et il savait
Qu'un jour les rats boufferaient sa vie

Au fond de sa poubelle
Un si joli bunker
Lit effondré, murs délabré
Il s'endormait sans rêve
Son âme déjà ailleurs
Il était seul... loin de l'horreur

L'atmosphère à gerber
Lui embrumait l'esprit
Odeure malsaine... délire obscène
Son regard était vide
Ses pensées paricides
Tuer, crever... mourrir après

Et il squattait, et il squattait
L'odeur, l'ennui, la merde infinie
Et je savais, et je savais
Qu'un jour les rats boufferaient sa vie

[nabo]

VINNIE PAZ "End of days"

The greatest form of control is when you think you're free when you're being fundamentally manipulated and dictated to.
One form of dictatorship is being in a prison cell and you can see the bars and touch them.
The other one is sitting in a prison cell but you can't see the bars but you think you're free.
What the human race is suffering from is mass hypnosis. We are being hypnotized by people like this: newsreaders, politicians, teachers, lecturers. We are in a country and in a world that is being run by unbelievably sick people. The chasm between what we're told is going on and what is really going on is absolutely enormous.

It's like we all know what's going down
But no one's saying shit, what happened to the home of the brave?
These motherfuckers they're controlling us now
But no one's talking about it, made us proud to be slaves
And everybody's just walking around
Head in the clouds, we won't awake until we're dead in the grave
By then it's too late, we need to be ready to raise up
Welcome to the end of days

Everybody is slave, only some are aware
That the government releasing poison in the air
That's the reason I collect so many guns in my lair
I ain't never caught slipping, never underprepared
Yeah, The Shaytan army, they just break it proudly
George Bush the grandson of Aleister Crowley
They want you to believe the lie that the enemy Saudi
The enemy ain't Saudi, the enemy around me
There's fluoride in the water but nobody know that
It's also a prominent ingredient in Prozac (For real?)
How could any government bestow that?
A proud people who believe in political throwback
That's not all that I'm here to present you
I know about the black pope in Solomon's Temple
Yeah, about the Vatican assassins and how they will get you
And how they cloned Barack Hussein Obama in a test tube

It's like we all know what's going down
But no one's saying shit, what happened to the home of the brave?
These motherfuckers they're controlling us now
But no one's talking about it, made us proud to be slaves
And everybody's just walking around
Head in the clouds, we won't awake until we're dead in the grave
By then it's too late, we need to be ready to raise up
Welcome to the end of days

Whoever built the pyramids had knowledge of electrical power
And you know that that's the information that they suppress and devour
Who you think the motherfuckers that crashed in the tower?
Who you think that made it turn into ash in an hour?
The same ones that invaded Jerome
The ones that never told you about the skeletons on the moon
Yeah, the ones that poison all the food you consume
The ones that never told you about Mount Vesuvius Tomb
The Bird Flu is a lie, the Swine Flu is a lie
Why would that even come as a surprise?
Yeah, the Polio vaccine made you die
It caused cancer and it cost a lot of people their lives
Do y'all know about Bohemian Grove?
How the world leader sacrificing children in robes?
Lucifer is God in the public school system
I suggest you open up your ears and you listen

The greatest hypnotist on the planet Earth is an oblong box in the corner in the room. It is constantly telling us what to believe is real. If you can persuade people that what they see with their eyes is what there is to see you've got them. Because they'll laugh in your face of an explanation then which portrays the big picture of what's happening... and they have.
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